Chapter 63: The Throne of Yoro

In this way, I followed the monks and them through the corridor in a daze, without a clue in my head. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info And the master said that through the Yongdao, it is the front hall. Although the underground palace of Yelang King is not confined to the specifications of the Central Plains Imperial Mausoleum, it is also divided into front and rear halls. In addition to some tomb elements unique to the Qiqi area, the rest of the underground palace is similar.

However, the master said that the seventh master did not go in at the beginning. In order to avoid the pursuit of those people, they took another secret path at that time.

The sealing door of the front hall was in a semi-staggered state, and Han Shichang's team was no longer in a climate, so the sealing door should have been opened by the group of people under Miss Pan. On the top of the sealed door are engraved several large characters in Yi characters. The master translated that it was the meaning of "Bamboo King Palace".

Entering the front hall, it means that we have officially entered the underground palace. The three of them squeezed into the sealed door one after another, the front hall was pitch black, the surroundings were scary, and I could even hear my own heartbeat, I couldn't help but shiver.

The monk was looking for the lamp slave and the lantern with a torch, while the master and I went in the other direction to look for it. I hadn't gone far before I saw a column of lamp slaves appear in front of me and my master. Because of the light, the scale of this front hall is not visible for the time being. But judging by the echo of our footsteps, the front hall must have been much larger than all the stone chambers I had ever seen. And from the number of lamp slaves, it can also be inferred that if the specifications of the front hall are not large enough, so many lamp slaves will not be needed for lighting.

And just as my master and I were about to light the lamp slave, I found that it was pitch black on the monk's side, and the torches were thrown on the ground, so I couldn't see the monk's figure.

I thought to myself, what did this guy do? Walking towards that side with a torch, I saw the monk lying on the ground in the distance, motionless. I was startled and hurriedly called out to him, but the monk still didn't move.

An ominous premonition suddenly appeared in my heart, and I hurriedly ran over to see how he was doing. The monk was breathing normally, and just as I wondered why he had fainted suddenly, I felt a blow on the back of his head.

Immediately, I realized that the monk had been attacked. I hurriedly looked around, could it be that there was anyone else in the front hall besides us? However, as soon as I had this thought, I heard the screams of the master over there, and when I turned my head, the master had already fallen to the ground.

I panicked and hurriedly reached for a knife on my waist. But suddenly I felt a movement behind me, and a knife was on my neck.

"It's your turn."

An unfamiliar voice sounded behind me. This person's voice did not carry a trace of waves, and it was calm and terrifying.

"Y-Who are you?"

I turned my head and saw a ghostly figure standing behind me. The man's face was covered with a black scarf, and he couldn't see his face. And this man didn't seem to intend to talk nonsense with me at all, and raised the knife in his hand, and was about to chop it down. At this time, the monk who had fallen to the ground suddenly pushed me out. The ghost slashed through the air, and the monk took the opportunity to kick the man in the calf.

The ghost staggered, and when he saw that he had lost the opportunity, he turned around and fled in the direction of the sealed door of the front hall.

The monk chased to the door, did not chase further, and hurried back to see how I was doing. I waved my hand to reassure him, but although I wasn't hurt, I was really scared into a cold sweat. The master's condition was not serious, he was knocked unconscious by the man with the back of the knife, and the monk woke up after a few pushes.

I came to my senses, coughed a few times, and asked the monk what the hell was going on? Who is that man?

The monk said helplessly: "You haven't seen it clearly, how can I know?" The king didn't know how long it was cloudy, and Lao Tzu was just about to light the lamp, and the guy pounced on him without saying a word. Fortunately, Lao Tzu reacted quickly and dodged the fatal knife. Otherwise, my life would have been confessed here. ”

The people who attacked us were clearly well aware of our strength. The monk is the most difficult of the three of us, as long as the monk is solved first, the rest of me and the master can be said to be hand-to-hand.

The people who meet this condition, except for Miss Pan who escaped, the rest is Han Shichang, whose life and death are unknown. And listening to the person's voice just now, it was obviously not a woman, so it shouldn't be Miss Pan who attacked us. Besides, if she wants to sneak up on us, she just needs to hide in a dark corner and shoot an arrow at one of us, and she can't do it at all.

And judging from the figure alone, that person is indeed not much different from Han Shichang. But his voice really doesn't look like Han Shichang.

When the monk heard me say this, he also speculated: "I think that bastard is Han Shichang." He, an old thief, will definitely not die easily in the underground palace. ”

The master just woke up from a coma, and he still doesn't know what happened? I told him what had just happened and what I had inferred. After the master listened, the person fell silent.

The monk stepped forward and patted the master on the shoulder and said, "I said master, you have followed your seventh master for more than ten years, right?" Look at it, he doesn't even talk about this kind of affection, even you are willing to do it, what do you say you are still thinking about him? Just follow us. ”

The master smiled bitterly and coped with a few words, and then stopped talking about this topic. And I'm also thinking, if the person who attacked us was really Han Shichang, why did he attack the master? That's his man.

The monk and I lit the surrounding lamp slaves, and this time the situation in the front hall was more clear. The scale of the front hall was indeed beyond my expectations, with four load-bearing stone pillars held together by two people towering all around, and a raised platform that had been built by hand appeared in the center of the front hall.

From our position, we can see six stone statues standing on the high platform, the stone statues are facing each other, with solemn expressions. And at the innermost end of the high platform, a throne was impressively placed.

Several people were immediately attracted to it. There was a lot of space on the high platform, and the throne and the six stone statues alone seemed a little empty. If you look closely, you can find that among the six stone statues, five of them are civil and military generals of different official positions, and the other stone statue is dressed as a monk. Judging from the location of the stone statue of this high monk, the influence of Buddhism in the Yelang royal family at that time was indeed extraordinary.

While I was observing the six stone statues, the monk was studying the throne carefully. It baffles me that this throne looks so magnificent, but why is it empty above? It stands to reason that there are six statues of ministers here, and the one sitting on the throne should be the stone statue of King Yelang.

However, the monk didn't care about this, and in his opinion, nothing was more important than the jewels set on the throne. But it's hard to say if there is an organ in this place, I was afraid that the monk would cause trouble again, so I stopped him and said, don't heal the scar and forget the pain, this throne is so blatantly placed here, there must be a problem.